Aurelia's POV
“You never told me you were having an affair with Grovesmoor Valley Moon.”
I thought I had heard the words in the dream, but the migraine which shot through the left side of my head forced me out of my trance, into the consciousness of my environment.
I gripped the duvet tighter as I forced myself to sit on my back, gritting my teeth against the discomfort. After wiping the blurriness in my eyes with the back of my hands, I raised my head and looked in the direction of the voice.
The dark figure leaning against the door seemed familiar for a second there.
“You have disgraced this pack, Aurelia,” he said again. “I can't believe you chose to stoop this low.”
“I don't understand what you are talking about Djurek?" I retorted. What sort of groundless accusations are th
